Finding Love

Chapter 51

AJs POV

I slam my elbow into the window, ignoring the pain it causes as it shatters.

I climb into the room, getting more than a few scrapes from broken glass - but what's a few more cuts to add to the collection? I'm already covered.

Opening the door to the storage closet, I carefully peek my head into the hallway.

I hear yelling coming from down the hallway to the left - where they're probably still trying to get into the weapons room.

I slip out of the room, jogging down the right of the hallway. I pass a room - it looks like a little meeting room.

The door is open- and the room is empty.

Walking in, I place one of the explosives on the table inside before leaving and continuing my mission.

Me and Lynn are trying to spread the explosives out- but realistically, it will probably only be the right side of the building that gets destroyed. It's still a win for me, though.

The hallways are thankfully empty as I run down them, my adrenaline the only thing fueling me right now.

I ignore the pain.

I ignore everything and fucking run to the stairs.

I jog up them and onto the third floor, placing one of the explosives on the ground as I go.

One to go.

I gave Lynn two. Myself three.

I keep my head down and quickly run down the hallway on the third floor. If anyone sees me- I'm screwed. But thankfully, the hallways seem to be mostly empty - everyone probably focused on capturing us.

I take the first left, and the second right- I stop in front of a familiar door.

My dad's old office.

It then became Avery's.

I guess now it's Jax's.

It still says Axel Johnson on the door though.

Slipping inside, I take a deep breath at the familiar set-up.

It surprises me that neither Avery or Jax has changed the set-up of the furniture.

I remind myself to focus.

Closing the door, I go over to the filing cabinet in the corner.

Opening it, I see the files. Labelled A-Z.

I search for my name.

Then Lynns.

I grab them both, tucking them under my arm.

A thought pops into my head, and for whatever reason, I search for Cameron.

I find it under Agent 33.

His file.

It's still here.

I grab that too and shut the drawer.

I glance at the time in the explosive, seeing twenty-five minutes left.

I need to hurry it up.

Tossing the three files and the explosive onto the desk, I drop to my knees and lift the edge of the rug the desk lies on.

I hold my breath as I lift the floorboard...

Holy shit.

I stare at the collection of old crap I know belonged to my dad. I wasn't sure if Avery or Jax would have found this shit and threw it out.